Introducing Karra

The female dormitory, which had been abandoned the first time that Karra had seen it, was now filled with women, over two dozen of them lounging there, all of them young and nubile and more or less naked, with stains of cum, pussy juice and various other fluids present on their fit bodies.

All of them turned to gaze at the newcomer, and Karra felt as though she was suddenly the centre point of everyone’s attention.

For the second time in a short period, she was reminded of the dreary temple, this time being drawn to recollect her arrival to it.

The way in which the priestesses, guards and devotees had looked at her then, as if she was a despicable child who was to be disciplined and hounded, was however in stark contrast to how the dancers were looking at her now; their eyes betraying their keenness to sample her charms.

Recognizing those women who had been present in the courtyard when she had proven herself to Cyrus, Karra showed extra interest in the dark woman who had been sucking Stefan’s cock when Karra had first appeared. The fact that the woman’s fabulous bosom and her strong, smooth stomach was covered in a thick layer of cum that narrowed down from being wide enough to cover virtually every inch of her boobs to a tongue which ended just above the mound of her hairless pussy suggested that Stefan wasn’t the only man whose cock she had sucked that day.

Noticing the scrutiny with which Karra was gazing at her, the dark woman grinned and moved her right hand to her cunt, running the tips of her fingers up the length of her slit and onto the glistening patch of jizz.

As she watched the black tit-queen bring the digits up to her wet lips and slowly lick the cum of them, lapping the thick fluid up with the tip of her pink tongue, Karra followed Miele’s lead.

Her blonde friend led her over to the fountain where Karra had previously demonstrated her dancing, passing through the crowd of bared, lustful vixens.

Karra, her pussy tingling as she felt each of her new colleagues stares on her in her new clothes and she was presented with the sight of their large, round tits, hard bellies, long, toned legs and gleaming pussies, looked ahead of her and spotted the woman which Miele had now seated herself next to on the fountain’s edge.

Auburn-haired and with emerald-coloured eyes which glowed in her angelic face, in which her eyes and her large lips where the most stunning components, the woman parted that luscious mouth and bared her white teeth in a lecherous smile as she observed Karra’s swaggering progress through the throng of aroused women.

Clad in platform shoes with black straps that ran up the length of her toned legs all the way up to her knees, the woman also wore a dress which was made out of black silk, and which reached down her back all the way to her ankles.

At the front, the dress was much more revealing, the straps running over her shoulders and down under her tits, leaving the two massive orbs of hard, prime tit-meat fully exposed, to the thin midsection of her dress, which was narrow enough to leave her bald pussy completely bared, folds of light cloth descending down the outer halves of her thighs before disappearing completely behind them.

Just as Karra was but a few feet from Miele and the other woman, another one stepped up next to Miele, and she too was a contender for the title of the most attractive woman in the room.

With a caramel complexion and gold-coloured eyes, the woman was exotic enough even without the icy blonde curls which were currently kept up in a tight pony-tail which ran halfway down her back.

The woman couldn’t be described as clad in the conventional meaning of the word, instead she had her small, erect nipples pierced with golden rings, with golden chains connecting them, and another pair of thin chains running down from the meaty globes, each of them as juicy and large as Karra’s own, down over her muscular stomach to her pussy, over the thin patch of pubic hair, to the ring which was pierced through her blood-filled clit.

Both of the women wore tell-tale signs of their debauchery, the woman in the dress having thick tendrils of cum in her hairs and smeared over her face, with even more of it covering her tits and having stained her dress. The other woman looked much the same, though she had clothes to smear, instead having the “golden triangle” which ran between her tits and cunt weighed down by ample quantities of jizz, and a thick rope of creamy white dangling down between her legs from her pussy and asshole.

“So, is this the new girl?” The woman in the dress asked Miele.

“Yes, she is.” Miele replied, eyeing Karra while offering her a smile, “Her name is Karra.”

“Ylva,” Miele said to the woman in the dress, “Karra’s just a crazy as you about being fucked in the asshole.”

“Really?” The chain-wearing woman cut in before Ylva could say anything, “maybe she should take a key from me then and learn to be less discriminate.”

“Don’t worry Rionna,” Miele replied, “she’ll still go crazy no matter which hole of hers it is that gets a taste of cock.”

“Karra,” Miele turned to the Amazon, “this is Ylva, a randy little bitch with a penchant for wearing fine clothes cut down to slutishness, and Rionna, whose enough of a slut to actually climax just from sucking on a man’s cock.”

“Or a girl’s pussy.” Rionna added, looking at Karra while very demonstratively licking her lips.

Karra was just about to make a smart reply, when Cyrus walked in through the door.
Still naked, Cyrus cock hung between his legs, still impressive in size even in its current limp state.